Luyện nghe bài hát Last Day

Can I live 'til my day
Hittin' honies that be
money in the fast way
And I care halfway
But I can't let you pass me

Yo beef to you, three niggas with hoodies and bats
That shit compared to one small cat with gats
we came here we cut off all kind circulation
Breathin', eatin', the whole
we do our shit we do our shit for real
While you take your money for your and make your own beats
Compose your own sheets, that's but chill
I'ma spend that mil and cop hot shit
top shit, you know how The Lox get
Then you can see me in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I, our cliqa down for years
Gang not, but we been had our tears
Niggas the stairs only understand what we got
Underground, all above must get
You couldn't book me Dano, see put the burners
To all y'all, what bring it I'm callin' y'all

You know what it's about when I run up in your house
Put the gun up in your and get the money out the couch
you out is senseless, perhaps for instance
I this faggot a french kiss
gloves, no prints, dark tints
Word on the street they ain't heard him since
You know about life after the kid in
Since me and my mi-dan can seven gri-dams
Scri-dam the flow is
Either you or you dyin' cause we swingin' iron
Lox and Poppa, turning into Jim Hoffa
Who gon us, your last joint double copper
You money or your runnin' from the Feds
nothin' over here but sixteen, with one in the head
And I solemnly
That all niggaz out there got a problem this year

Can I live 'til my day
Hittin' honies be nasty
Gettin' money in the way
And I care halfway
But I still let you pass me

Can I live my last day
Hittin' honies that be
money in the fast way
And I only halfway
But I can't let you pass me

Before you think of keepin' me down, me down
The like water get deep and you drown
With no soul, niggas roll with no gold
Even the small kind got a black hole
Your is somethin' you can never figure out
Niggas is never happy 'til there's up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to
There's a lot of dead, how the hell you the pain?
Live with it, got money you get with it
My man had the in him did his bid with it
Get married to the game but never a kid with it
Advice the wise, slice the pies
Too many divides, when dreams collide
provide, war for the street to absorb
Stashed in the ceiling and you on the floor
Only a blind dove'll in love with a whore

Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fuck squeeze?
My Desert make MC's freeze
You up in cold sweats, they just dreams
You apoligizin', analyzin', my size and your size and
Realizin', a fist fight be asinine
You pop wines, I must pop nines
Genuine steel piece, nozzle in grill piece
shook up, two bricks, every cook up
We can hook up, all I see is the
Disrespect, I ya
By the way, bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't
Play for keeps wet with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, to marry it
Illegal in Farragut with Arabics
Why not, fit twelve up in the bedroom
Imagine what stash is like, make you a classic like
My LP, beef with me is unhealthy
Fuck around and get an ul-cer, your pulse or
lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still promos
Break both your legs you're movin' slow-mo, got to glow mo'
hundred and ninety six grams, you need for mo'

Can I live my last day
honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the way
And I care halfway
But I can't let you pass me

Can I 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be
Gettin' in the fast way
And I care halfway
But I still let you pass me